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🎮 "Well—I don't!" Mrs. Gereth declared; and Fleda felt less guilty to hear her, for the statement was as inexact as her own. "Didn't you say anything in return?" Mrs. Gereth presently continued. "Do you really think so?" Fleda presently inquired. "I mean, does he, after the fact, as it were, accept it?"!

🏆 Owen looked conscious. "All about it?" "Because you were closeted with him here so long. You can't pretend at present, you know, not to have any art."!

🔥 Download p777 "Oh, of course she likes everything that's nice." And Owen, who constitutionally disliked questions—an answer was almost as hateful to him as a "trick" to a big dog—smiled kindly at Fleda and conveyed that she would understand what he meant even if his mother didn't. Fleda, however, mainly understood that Mrs. Gereth, with an odd, wild laugh, held her so hard that she hurt her. "I've pulled myself together." Fleda paused; then she added: "And I've seen Mr. Owen."!🔥